Rift Poem by Van B

Warning: Depressive Content


My heart has an eternal wound
I think there's no cure for it now
But years ago, I sought a cure
When I found it, it all fell down.

I grew lonely as months went by.
I grew numb as each hour went.
I am told how to live my life,
But there's no more life; I am dead.

I breathe, I move, I do such things
But all my hope for cure is gone
My cure's love which they took from me
For that, I believed I was done

They took him from me and away
They've made a rift between us both
I grew lonely each passing day
A rift between me and the world

I jumped into the Great Divide
Dove into my sea of sorrow
'Worry not.' I lied, 'I'll be fine.'
I look just fine, but I'm hollow


7-11-15; PH